Saturday, November 3, 2007

Forkergirl high jinks

Limited Fork --as it should-- continues to bifurcate, the beauty of it, the treeness of it, and quite appropriate for the system that it is; anyway, it's bifurcating (predictably) in unpredictable ways, a five way split, a quintet of paths all accessible from A Limited Forker Girl's Tines where you'll be able to experience feasts of unmarketable chapters, starting with chapter 1 of Neurological Winter: When I Was Bread. You can also listen to When I was Bread --check it out!

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